[Teflon]Another year scratchin'But this time around, Loud that got down with the actionNigga, y'all know what's happenin'We full grown niggaWhat you call Hell, we call homeSo pack your fuckin' bags and move on niggaHostile takeover, still got the camp timeLock and let this deal popI..take your place soldierNine years frontin', been a long time comin'And you can bet your sweet ass to comin' from all my cousinsI'm a Brownsville slugger with a pound's where I slug yaAnd them hounds will mug ya but the town still love ya(Fi-Ayaaah!) get yoursGet raw, get pissed offWe trained them up to the big doorTrain hard to get your cabin twist offThis tough law babyBut you still got to learn how to bust laws crazyOn a hilltop but you still got some rough dogs babyIt's all fundamental to hold guns and blow guns is a sin tooWelcome to Brownsville

[Lil Fame]Heat up your chest and mindShow your people flesh and bloodWhen I join the gun orgie with this forty-edged doe (OHH!)I put it down with my niggaz from the dungeonSince the day the pigeon coohs Kelly caught your free lunchesWe hit the industry and straight send it for the hillAin't nothin' worse I spit itBitch I did it for the Ville (C'MON!)I'm from B-R-O-W-N-S-V-I-double L-EWhat the fuck you gon' tell me?This is the place where M.O.P. foundation was builtAnd some of the illest killaz was killed

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[Billy Danze]Nigga, you fuckin' witcha man the Danze now!(SHOULD YOU BE ALARMED?!!) should you be alarmed?You betta grease your palms, you betta grip your armsAnd step lightly, I pop shots from both so don't intize meIt's the RETURN of the realest niggaz M.O.P. (FIRST FAMILY!)Some of the world's illest niggazGuerilla niggaz with all intention to winAll intention to sinIt's on a pop and again nigga (Man, fuck M.O.P!)Whoa Flip, he's just playin'It's time for you's the manDon't understand what he is sayin'Maybe he don't see Manna P logo for they post itMaybe he didn't know Shaq was back in double toastedReady to smoke shit (THE OL' BK WAY!)We gentlemen tell em all goddamn daySay what you wanna say about it but don't doubt itI fill your face from eleven knocks, holes through the back